Sunday, September 9, 2018

After the smoke cleared from last week’s Senate Judiciary Committee hearings all I could focus on was this: in a country of over 325 million people…this is the best we can do?

It struck me how much our politician class has in common with actors: someone else writes the lines for them, they memorize and recite them (or sometimes just read them, if they have a good teleprompter) on camera and wait for the positive reinforcement that comes with the reviews. And most of them seem more preoccupied with their next starring role than the one they’re currently playing.

Meh, they all seem like gameshow hosts to me. With the exception, ironically, of the one person who actually was a game show host.

So I leave you on this Sunday morning to interpret Sting’s lyrics for yourself:

"If I Ever Lose My Faith In You"

You could say I lost my faith in science and progress You could say I lost my belief in the holy church You could say I lost my sense of direction You could say all of this and worse but If I ever lose my faith in you There'd be nothing left for me to do

Some would say I was a lost man in a lost world You could say I lost my faith in the people on TV You could say I'd lost my belief in our politicians They all seemed like game show hosts to me [Chorus]If I ever lose my faith in you There'd be nothing left for me to do